Half-Hidden in a Shock of Story: A Conversation with Jan VanStavern
I look at my favorite poems that I’ve read or written and notice they are full of surprises at a deep language level and often about really violent transitions,… More
Fairytale: How Spring Comes to the Land of Snow & Icicles / (Dream Map)
The body burns & smells like fake,/ like ammonia & blood & guts. / Barbie leg arrows, / black & white bust sizes, / swords as houses, & you… More
Five Poems
Transparent like a baby’s fingernail, / the broken column protects dead nerves. / My cat licks her paw and smack! your pudgy mass / jumps, blood escaping into jute… More
I Drink Bronze Light
Great American summer lakes/ right now I am flying above you / through a rare cloudless transparent sky / back to the city where it is always / cold… More
Three Poems
To be a mother is a poem and a problem— / this lady leaves her child by an orphanage door, / birth cord still clinging, her dark hair damp… More
Naked Medium: A Conversation with Adam Day
The way that film moves is extremely important to me: not just its manner of telling a story, with its heightened ability to create successful gaps and make leaps,… More
Among the Splendors
As I read more of Adonis’s work over the years, in the original and in translation, I felt repeatedly that only a large of selection of work could give… More
Four Poems from China Cowboy
Did I go? The little girl looks at the warped photograph of herself in the toilet on the Star Ferry surveys the short hair she cut herself the image… More
Three Poems
I admit, / I’m an unnecessarily handsome / knockabout, nightly drunk to no apparent / effect. But, it’s nice to be worried about. / It’s almost like being cared… More
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